C43 Court Refutation

In the imperial court, hundreds of civil and military officials were gathered together. Dongfang Jianxiong stood proudly on the dragon throne. The atmosphere in the imperial court was so oppressive that everyone had their heads lowered, not daring to look at Dongfang Jianxiong's dragon aura.

Today was a special day, Yun Feixue, Lu Zifeng, and Qiao Fei's accusations were already set and the evidence was conclusive. At noon they would start the questioning.

But to be honest, Dongfang Jianxiong did not want Yun Feixue to die. Yun Fei's achievements were too great, and more importantly, he had learned this from the same teacher before, so no matter what Yun Feixue did, he did not want Yun Feixue to die.

Even Wen Renhe, an important official of the imperial government, dared to kill him. He also killed five monks from the Temple of Imperial City, which was an unforgivable crime. Even if Dongfang Jianxiong wanted to let him go, the Grand Preceptor's estate wouldn't let him go, and the people of the world wouldn't agree to let Yun Feixue go either.

On the other hand, Lu Zifeng and Qiao Fei, as accomplices, dared to set fire to the Imperial City Temple. The three buildings were all burnt to ashes, which was a form of desecration and humiliation to Dongfang Jianxiong.

Dong Fang Jian Xiong sat on the dragon throne, his right hand constantly knocking on the armrest of the dragon throne.

"Your majesty, please pass down the decree. The citizens of Hidden Dragon City are all watching. This hedonistic second generation, Yun Feixue, cannot be forgiven." One of the ministers brazenly asked for orders.

One of them asked for ten thousand people to respond. Immediately, another official stood forward and said respectfully, "The Imperial City Temple is the sacred and inviolable land of the empire. That is the place where the Emperor offered sacrifices to the heavens and the earth for peace.

"The hour has arrived. Your Majesty, please issue an order!" The officials and officials chimed in.

Dongfang Jianxiong didn't feel happy at all when he saw the officials with bowed heads. Instead, he turned his gaze to Grand Preceptor Wen, who had been silent all this time.

"Ah, Grand Preceptor, this matter …" What do you think? " When Dongfang Jianxiong saw this, his voice was like a dragon's might that could shake a person's soul.

"I will leave it to Your Majesty to decide. This subject has no complaints!" Grand Preceptor Wen spoke respectfully.

No matter who it was, his son's death was unacceptable. Even at his age, Grand Preceptor Wen still had to endure the pain of losing his son. Although Dongfang Jianxiong couldn't understand his feelings, he could understand them.

The relationship between him and the Yun Manor was not bad, it would not be easy for him to grieve over the death of the Yun father and son. If he were to execute Yun Feixue now, the Yun clan would not have a successor.

Dongfang Jianxiong sighed slightly as he looked at Grand Preceptor Wen's still young figure running around the empire. "Forget it, this crime cannot be forgiven. Interrogation and execution at noon, please …"

"Your majesty, I have something to say!" Suddenly, a clear voice rang out from outside the Dragon Might Hall. Wasn't that Yun Feixue?

Dongfang Jianxiong frowned and said, "Bring him in."

"Your Majesty!" Yun Feixue was escorted by the soldiers into the main hall, accompanied by Lu Zifeng and Qiao Fei.

However, Yun Feixue only bowed and did not kneel. Just this scene caused countless people to be displeased.

"How dare you! We pay our respects to the emperor and you don't kneel!" An official angrily rebuked.

"If I recall correctly, my father was a marquis of a certain region. The Emperor personally ordered the cancellation of the Yun clan's kneeling ceremony." Yun Feixue said calmly.

"That's your father. You have no right to stand here and say such things!" The man continued to berate him.

"I am his son, so why am I not qualified to say such words? The right to follow one's father is also mine, what's more, my Yun Mansion has the True Dragon Sword bestowed upon me by the previous emperor, what right do you have to speak to me in such a manner?" Yun Feixue's gaze suddenly became sharp. No one would have thought that the hedonistic second generation young master would have the guts to say such words in front of Dongfang Jianxiong.

"You …" Although Yun Feixue was trying to force his way through, you had no choice but to admit that what he said was the truth.

To the side, Lu Zifeng and Qiao Fei who were kneeling on the ground secretly gave each other a thumbs up. To dare speak so righteously in front of the emperor, even if you are brave, you have no limits.

"Enough, what do you have to say for yourself? Just say it!" Dongfang Jianxiong rubbed his head. He originally did not want to see Yun Feixue again, he was afraid that he would not be able to do it. However, in the end, he still saw it.

"Your majesty, although Wen Renhe died because of me, I didn't kill him!" Yun Feixue said indifferently.

"Impudent! Wen Renhe died in your arms. His daughter Wen Qingqing saw with her own eyes that other than you, everyone else in the Great Hall died. Do you dare to say that this wasn't done by you?" The other official couldn't help but stand up and retort. In any case, Yun Feixue wouldn't hold any reason for this. Wouldn't they be able to win Grand Preceptor Wen's favor by saying some fawning words in front of him?

"Then let me ask you a question. Your entire family was killed, and you just happened to arrive at the scene. I'll tell you that your entire family was killed by you. What do you think?" Yun Feixue said indifferently.

"Yun Feixue, you're too presumptuous. You …"

"Enough, listen to him!" The entire hall rumbled with the sound of thunder as Dongfang Jianxiong scolded. It was like the sound of thunder exploding. All of the officials' expressions froze and they no longer dared to speak carelessly.

"Your Majesty, I would like to ask you a question." At this moment, Yun Feixue's body was abnormally weak. However, he was still barely able to speak.

"Come, sit down!" Dongfang Jianxiong said four simple words.

Everyone was rooted to the spot. He was a condemned prisoner, a condemned prisoner who had killed six people. The emperor had actually bestowed him a seat, could it be that they had misheard him?

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Yun Feixue revealed a face of gratitude.

After sitting down, Yun Feixue took a deep breath and said, "Your Eminence must have not seen the corpses of Wen Ren, Lord Wen, and the five monks from the Imperial City Temple, right?"

Dongfang Jianxiong frowned slightly, but he still nodded his head.

"That's right. If you have seen his corpse, then you definitely wouldn't think that I was the one who killed them. They all died from the archers' archery." Yun Feixue said.

"What?" Dongfang Jianxiong's gaze suddenly turned sharp as he stared at Grand Preceptor Wen. "Why didn't you mention this to me?"

"I don't know either. By the time I rushed over, the Board of Justice had already disposed of all the corpses." Grand Preceptor Wen spoke as he suppressed the excitement in his heart.

"Your Majesty, this is a very important piece of information. A corpse has been taken care of without even seeing its relatives. What is the intention of this person? Where did he get the authority to take care of those six corpses?" Where is the man who gave the order now, and would you summon him to confront me on the spot? " Yun Feixue said hurriedly.

This was also a very useful information to him. This person was in a hurry to dispose of Wen Renhe's corpse so that no one would see the truth of their deaths. This way, his death sentence would be even more secure.

"Who took care of the body?" Dongfang Wenxiong's tone was awe-inspiring and mighty, and one could already hear the anger in his tone.

"Yes …" "It's Lord Hao from the Ministry of Justice …" A subject replied.

"Hao Wuyin, where is he? Why hasn't he come to the imperial court today?" Dongfang Jianxiong's gaze swept across the residence but didn't find the existence of this official.

"Return... "Your Majesty, he …" Yesterday, he suddenly died, he died at home, we … I haven't had time to tell you. " The minister said carefully.

"Your majesty, perhaps you also sensed something. That's right, there is someone behind me who wants to kill me. It just so happens that this is the opportunity to use your hand to turn me around forever." Yun Feixue said indifferently.

A hint of anger could be seen on Dongfang Jianxiong's dignified face. Everyone in Hidden Dragon City knew that he was protecting the Residence of Yun.

He tried his best to make sure that the Residence of Yun's Yun, Yun Feixue, could continue to live in Hidden Dragon City. Although he had reduced most of the Residence of Yun's forces, everyone knew that these troops were too much of a waste for the current Residence of Yun.

It was just as Yun Feixue had said, he had the True Dragon Sword in his hand, the previous emperor's sword that he could first use. Just like Yun Feixue had said, he had the True Dragon Sword that he could first use.

But even so, there was still someone who had secretly plotted against Yun Feixue. Where did he put Dongfang Jianxiong?

"But even so, you can't say that this matter is related to you. Maybe that archer was set up by you to create the illusion that you killed him?" In any case, you're the only one here, so whatever you say will be done! " The middle-aged minister's gaze turned sharp.

This person was the commander of the three armies from Hidden Dragon City, King Ming. His position was equal to that of the Xiao family's Xiao Qian, and he had an unfathomable amount of troops.

"Lord Zhuge, if you're not at the scene, then what right do you have to say that I'm the only one there?" Yun Feixue suddenly laughed.

"According to Wen Qingqing, when she rushed in, you were the only one left alive in the buddhist hall. Do you dare to say that there was someone else here?" Zhuge Ming Wang said with an expressionless face.

"That was just her imagination. In the Great Treasure Hall, there is actually another person who you all do not know about. If what I said earlier was only a one-sided speech, then this person could have proven my innocence." Yun Feixue said with a face full of confidence.

Dongfang Jianxiong looked at Yun Feixue with a bit of surprise. Honestly speaking, anger was anger, but this was only a side story of Yun Feixue's, whether or not he should believe him, Dongfang Jianxiong was still pondering over the key point behind it. Yun Feixue was saying this, letting Dongfang Jianxiong know that he might know what to do.

"Humph, then I would like to ask who else besides you in the Great Treasure Hall at that time, what basis does this person have to prove your innocence?" King Zhuge Ming asked.

Yun Feixue did not panic in the slightest. He said with a face full of smiles, "At that time, within the Great Hall of Treasures, other than me, there was another person who witnessed the entire events. He was the Buddha statue that stood proudly in the center of the hall."